the autumn wind acts as a forerunner of the coming winter
leaves fall, and life slows in order to make room and prepare for something new
a slow anticipation builds, as living creatures prepare for the winter
I was never good at waiting for winter, it always felt too desolate and alone
today is a new day as I feel the autumn wind with eager anticipation of winter, because I know with certainty no winter lasts forever; it is the forerunner of spring
I wait in silent joy for new life to grow and prepare my heart for change
A poem written out of musings on how life changes, and how we grow through different periods of desolation, waiting, welcoming, and opening to new possibilities.